"Take it!" Song Xuan said with a smile: "Bodyguards, escorts, escorts, killings, as long as you can afford the chips, there are many strong people in our Immortal Alliance who are willing to take action."
Ye Fan pondered for a moment and then tentatively said: "Then, if I kill a saint, I wonder if your Immortal Alliance will accept this task?"
"It depends on how much chips you can afford. At least, it must be an item of the same value as a complete holy weapon!"
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, estimated the value of various treasures and resources on his body, and suddenly felt confident. It seemed that he could afford to hire a strong man from the Immortal Alliance to kill a saint.
Seeing that Ye Fan was still hesitating, Song Xuan continued: "Well, as the first customer on this planet, I can give you a discount.
Aren’t you going to kill people next? Let’s follow you. We can help fight enemies below Saint level for free at no charge. For those above Saint level, we need a treasure worth the value of a Saint weapon. How about that?”
"Okay!" This time, Ye Fan didn't hesitate much and nodded immediately in agreement.
Free thugs, don’t use them in vain, don’t worry about whether there will be any hidden dangers in the future, but let’s get the current benefits first.
Otherwise, if he refuses, and the leader of some kind of Immortal Alliance goes to his enemy to contact him for business, wouldn’t he still be the unlucky one?
The business was settled and the cooperation was concluded. Several people entered the dilapidated ancient teleportation formation and teleported towards Nanling.
Nanling has many lofty mountains and ridges, and there are earth veins everywhere. Barbaric beasts and birds are rampant, especially ancient lands. There are many miasma in the mountains, and there are many primitive tribes.
Ye Fan's friends, the tribe of Dongfangye, are in an ancient mountain range. At this time, a powerful enemy is present, with endless murderous intent. A large number of masters from the Wang family in the Northern Territory have come to surround the place.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled, war drums shook the sky, flags fluttered, ancient chariots rumbled, the sky collapsed, the cold light shone on the iron clothes, and no one knew how many strong men came.
This is a very small tribe, living in seclusion in the primitive mountains. They used to live in peace with the world, but today they are facing a great disaster.
An old man flew up from the mountain and came into the air. He was very thin and dry, his clothes were patched, he was very simple, and his white hair was messy. He said: "Who are you, and why did you come to attack our army?"
"They are just a group of uncivilized primitive people. I don't want you to talk to you anymore. Today, there will be no one left. Your entire clan will be wiped out. No one will be able to leave alive."
In the sky, a huge silver warship shone with a cold metallic luster, exuding an intimidating aura. There was a middle-aged man on top who was cold and conceited.
After he finished speaking, he punched down with one punch. His aura was boundless, and his divine light pierced the sun, pressing down like a huge mountain.
The mountain forest collapsed, and a fist manifested, hitting the old man directly. He was not allowed to escape at all. His body was broken on the spot, blood stained the sky, and he fell into the ancient village below.
"Uncle Six!" A cry of sorrow came from the ancient village, and a group of people were extremely angry.
The next moment, on the battleships high in the sky, strong men began to take action one after another. In the ancient village, many strong men who rushed out to block were killed one after another, and blood filled the entire village.
Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt from the far sky, and then a roar like thousands of thunders exploding at the same time, "People of the Wang family in Beiyuan, die!"
The sound was so terrifying that it shattered a mountain range, and a figure rushed toward him with golden blood all over the sky, reaching its peak.
"boom!"
In the sky, a big golden foot crushed one of the Wang family's warships in one fell swoop, and then a big golden hand reached down, like grabbing a chicken, and pinched the surviving strongman after the warship collapsed with one hand.
neck, lifted him up to the sky, and then squeezed him suddenly.
With a bang, blood mist filled the void.
Ye Fan was so angry that his golden blood surged all over his body. He arrived in an instant. Looking from a distance, he saw a vast expanse, submerging the place like a sea.
The golden blood all over his body was overwhelming, and then the big golden hand wheel moved like a grinding disk and smashed towards another warship in the sky.
"Check!"
In the sky, the sound of shattering was heard.
Cover the sky with one hand!
Like a thousand-year-old ancient demon escaping from the wild underground, with overwhelming murderous intent, that huge slap slapped the warship heavily, and the fragments of the ship's hull collapsed in all directions with a monstrous light.
This sudden scene shocked everyone in the Wang family. Soon, someone recognized Ye Fan's identity and immediately panicked.
"Quickly retreat, everyone retreat, break out immediately, rush out and tell the tribesmen that the Holy Body is back!" A powerful man on a golden warship gave a death order.
Seeing that these people were about to escape, Ye Fan began to activate his magical powers, and a shadow of gods and demons appeared behind him, standing there, exactly like him, overwhelming the world.
Just before the demon was about to take action, Song Xuan took the lead.
I saw him tapping lightly in the void very casually.
Katcha!
The battleships in the void and the members of the Wang family suddenly froze in place, and then with a bang, they were like mirrors shattered, shattering all over the place, and floating in the void.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the dead Wang family members in the sky above the ancient village. He put away his magical powers, and then looked at Song Xuan in surprise.
"Did you just shatter the space?"
Song Xuan smiled carelessly and said: "It's just a way to use the Space Law. It's not very useful against strong people, but it's still very useful against people with weaker cultivation levels."
Ye Fan nodded and did not continue to ask.
But I basically have a judgment in my heart. Based on this person's skills alone, he is at least a saint-level existence!
I never expected that I would inadvertently hire a saint-level being!
I just don’t know how many people as powerful as Song Xuan are there in the mysterious Immortal Alliance. If there is more than one, then this power would be a bit ridiculous.
Many people from the Wang family were killed in the ancient village. There were corpses everywhere and the cries of children everywhere.
Ye Fan couldn't bear to see it, so he went down to communicate with the surviving elders in the village to comfort him.
On Song Xuan's side, he was communicating with Lu Xueqi and others.
"Husband, are you trying to win over Ye Fan, the son of luck?"
"Yes, Ye Fan has endless potential in the future. He is exactly the talent our Immortal Alliance needs!"
"It's not easy to win over someone with such great luck. It would be easier to win over him in the early stages of his cultivation. Now that his cultivation is only one step away from the Immortal Three Slash Dao Realm, it's not easy to win over!"
"It doesn't matter, trust is accumulated little by little."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky and into the distance.
The moment he saw Ye Fan, he had an idea in his mind.
He plans to build the Immortal Alliance into a super force that spans the universe and even the multiverse, attracting endless powerful people from all over the world, and gathering endless resources from all over the world for cultivation.
If you want to reach the end of the road to prove the Tao with force, relying on the resources of one universe alone is completely insufficient!